Kottonmouth Kings - Psychedelic Funk Lyrics






This is Kona-Gold from the Hawaiian Islands of creation,
Mass plantation
With the kottonmouth kings burnin up the nation.

Don't watch your back cause we're comin through front
And when we're on stage yeah we're smokin like a blunt
My minds always trippin so you know I can not front
We're the Kottonmouth Kings, we're kickin psychedelic funk
Puffin on a blunt, indo, schwag, or skunk
Southern Cali punks kickin psychedelic funk

Shit its a damn good day, got money in the bank,
Cash in my tank, pays for my dank
Got a new Paramax, money for the taxes,
And for the plenty herb the lord I do thank

Boom, shit, bang, X is the name
Dirt slang's the game and I bang poontang
It's the first county all league pimp selection,
Bobby B's on the mix with the vinyl injection
I went from sinner to Saint, Saint back to sinner
Once was a preacher, but I huff paint thinner
Took your boo home and that bitch made me dinner
Rolled a couple phillies and I went up in her.
It's the capital D, the L-O-C
Can't nobody even fuck with me, hell no
My style is free, I bangs the P,
I tagged the circle 'A' for anarchy

Don't watch your back cause we're comin through the front
And when we're on stage yeah we're smokin like a blunt
My minds always trippin so you know I can not front
We're the Kottonmouth Kings, we're kickin psychedelic funk
Puffin on a blunt, indo, swag, or skunk
Southern Cali punks kickin psychedelic funk

Hot Damn! I'm back in my van.
Copper pulled me over, asked me what's my plan?
Been sniffin around like Toucan Sam,
WHAT? BAM BAM! Now there's bacon on the van
I said fuck the police I'm an old school skata
Pull upside the curb, throw up, peace say lata
Got a dark vibe like that fool Darth Vador,
Told you mother fuckers I'm an old school skater

I'm D-Loc so fair is fair, party over here, fuck you over there
I got a bag of bud smothered in red hair
Saint Dog started drinking so you better beware
I got so much bounce you can feel my vibration,
Easy access for easy penetration
What's all this talk about a generation? Legalize the plant
Lets free this nation

(Buyaka Buyaka?) hemp plantation
(Buyaka Buyaka?), free this nation

Don't watch your back cause we're comin through the front
And when we're on stage yeah we're smokin like a blunt
My minds always trippin so you know I can not front
We're the Kottonmouth Kings, we're kickin psychedelic funk
Puffin on a blunt indo, swag, or skunk
Southern Cali punks kickin psychedelic funk

Now the kind I smoke is dipped in Willie Wonka
Chocolate factory, I take more hits than Tonka
Light you up like blanca, get u buzzin like a bee
We're the bong tokin fiends representin' OC
Oh oh oh shit I'm back up in the mix
Its D-loc with the grab bag of tricks
Your bitch is on my dick, your momma is too
And this is going out to the Kottonmouth krew

Damn that gets old, wearin' ties that don't fit
Dirty wife beaters, I should just quit
But I don't give a shit my rhymes make me legit
Whores in my hand as I bounce through the pit
Punk rock and I can't forget cha
Kottonmouth Kings up in the picture
Suburban noise, man I thought you knew,
And if you're down with punk rock, throw your horns up fool
Yes we're comin through with an oldie brew
West coast juggalos sayin hoodie hoo

Don't watch your back cause we're comin through the front
And when we're on stage we're smokin like a blunt
My minds always trippin so you know I can not front
We're the Kottonmouth Kings, we're kickin psychedelic funk
Puffin on a blunt indo, swag, or skunk
Southern Cali punks kickin psychedelic funk

Scratch pow, don't ask me how
Even if I knew I wouldn't tell you any how
Take that! Let's fishbowl this bitch
What's the time? Its time to get lit
Buyaka buyaka, splif to the clip
Now the roach is lit, goes right to my lip
Inhale, hold it real deep
Orange county horny devils back on the fuckin creep!





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  1. E.... M....

    This is Kona-Gold from the Hawaiian Islands of creation,
    Mass plantation
    With the kottonmouth kings burnin up the nation.

    Don't watch your back cause we're comin through front
    And when we're on stage yeah we're smokin like a blunt
    My minds always trippin so you know I can not front
    We're the Kottonmouth Kings, we're kickin psychedelic funk
    Puffin on a blunt, indo, schwag, or skunk
    Southern Cali punks kickin psychedelic funk

    Shit its a damn good day, got money in the bank,
    Cash in my tank, pays for my dank
    Got a new Paramax, money for the taxes,
    And for the plenty herb the lord I do thank

    Boom, shit, bang, X is the name
    Dirt slang's the game and I bang poontang
    It's the first county all league pimp selection,
    Bobby B's on the mix with the vinyl injection
    I went from sinner to Saint, Saint back to sinner
    Once was a preacher, but I huff paint thinner
    Took your boo home and that bitch made me dinner
    Rolled a couple phillies and I went up in her.
    It's the capital D, the L-O-C
    Can't nobody even fuck with me, hell no
    My style is free, I bangs the P,
    I tagged the circle 'A' for anarchy

    Don't watch your back cause we're comin through the front
    And when we're on stage yeah we're smokin like a blunt
    My minds always trippin so you know I can not front
    We're the Kottonmouth Kings, we're kickin psychedelic funk
    Puffin on a blunt, indo, swag, or skunk
    Southern Cali punks kickin psychedelic funk

    Hot Damn! I'm back in my van.
    Copper pulled me over, asked me what's my plan?
    Been sniffin around like Toucan Sam,
    WHAT? BAM BAM! Now there's bacon on the van
    I said fuck the police I'm an old school skata
    Pull upside the curb, throw up, peace say lata
    Got a dark vibe like that fool Darth Vador,
    Told you mother fuckers I'm an old school skater

    I'm D-Loc so fair is fair, party over here, fuck you over there
    I got a bag of bud smothered in red hair
    Saint Dog started drinking so you better beware
    I got so much bounce you can feel my vibration,
    Easy access for easy penetration
    What's all this talk about a generation? Legalize the plant
    Lets free this nation

    (Buyaka Buyaka?) hemp plantation
    (Buyaka Buyaka?), free this nation

    Don't watch your back cause we're comin through the front
    And when we're on stage yeah we're smokin like a blunt
    My minds always trippin so you know I can not front
    We're the Kottonmouth Kings, we're kickin psychedelic funk
    Puffin on a blunt indo, swag, or skunk
    Southern Cali punks kickin psychedelic funk

    Now the kind I smoke is dipped in Willie Wonka
    Chocolate factory, I take more hits than Tonka
    Light you up like blanca, get u buzzin like a bee
    We're the bong tokin fiends representin' OC
    Oh oh oh shit I'm back up in the mix
    Its D-loc with the grab bag of tricks
    Your bitch is on my dick, your momma is too
    And this is going out to the Kottonmouth krew

    Damn that gets old, wearin' ties that don't fit
    Dirty wife beaters, I should just quit
    But I don't give a shit my rhymes make me legit
    Whores in my hand as I bounce through the pit
    Punk rock and I can't forget cha
    Kottonmouth Kings up in the picture
    Suburban noise, man I thought you knew,
    And if you're down with punk rock, throw your horns up fool
    Yes we're comin through with an oldie brew
    West coast juggalos sayin hoodie hoo

    Don't watch your back cause we're comin through the front
    And when we're on stage we're smokin like a blunt
    My minds always trippin so you know I can not front
    We're the Kottonmouth Kings, we're kickin psychedelic funk
    Puffin on a blunt indo, swag, or skunk
    Southern Cali punks kickin psychedelic funk

    Scratch pow, don't ask me how
    Even if I knew I wouldn't tell you any how
    Take that! Let's fishbowl this bitch
    What's the time? Its time to get lit
    Buyaka buyaka, splif to the clip
    Now the roach is lit, goes right to my lip
    Inhale, hold it real deep
    Orange county horny devils back on the fuckin creep!

  2. R.... ....

    Acid Trip Song

  3. R.... H....

    Did they get this beat from an older '70s or '80s song? Sounds familiar.

  4. E.... H....

    bubblelicious the best

  5. E.... H....

    we don't have nothing in Virginia I need some cancer is hard

    E.... H....

    Hopefuly this government and our sooo~ called president can get it together 1 day. The REAL DRUG DEALERS r the doctors infesting our brains with toxicity...enough said Dear Presidente of the so called land of the free. Bwahaha ;0)

  6. r.... ....

    legalize the plant
    free the nation.

  7. J.... O....

    hot damn got ten grand outta my van

  8. M.... K....

    Shit it's a damn good day got money in the bank, cash in my tank, pays for my dank. got a new paramax and money for the taxes for the plenty herb the Lord I do thank!

  9. n.... m....

    Loved kmk for the past twelve. Years now.

    n.... m....

  10. M.... A....

    This album changed my life

  11. R.... C....

    love this album so much

  12. K.... J....

    indo, swag, or skunk